How Much Did You Say You Spent in One Night?

"They really put a lot of thought into it!"

Sato Miwako relaxed slightly, and she nodded with relief.

"That's right."

Fujino smiled, then walked into the hotel and called out to the receptionist from the day before yesterday, "Miss receptionist, please book three deluxe suites for the three of us, and also prepare a seafood dinner in the restaurant, a few Wagyu beef set meals, and add a few ten-pound Boston lobsters!"

"..."

Sato Miwako, who were following behind Fujino, paused in their Takagi.

Presidential suite, Boston lobster, top-grade Wagyu beef, luxury seafood dinner?

So, they're not even going to pretend anymore?

"Officer Sato..."

Takagi swallowed hard, then looked hesitantly at Sato Miwako: "What should we do now?"

"Ahem, of course we'll do as Advisor Fujino says."

Sato Miwako coughed lightly and said repeatedly, "This must be the Osaka Headquarters' good intention, yes, it must be."

"I see!"

Takagi nodded repeatedly. "Fujino is definitely thinking about our safety, after all, he's the strategist..."

"Uh-huh!"

Sato Miwako quickly followed.

Anyway, it's not the Metropolitan Police Department's money...

Moreover, the luxury suites include a seafood dinner with Wagyu beef and Boston lobster.

I reckon she couldn't afford to eat that much even with several months' salary.

She wanted to eat it too...

Yes, thank you for the gift from Osaka Headquarters!

And so, two originally innocent police officers, who were still thinking about saving money for the Metropolitan Police Department, were successfully led astray by Fujino.

After Sato Miwako put on a spectacular show with several large lobsters, Takagi showed off several kilograms of Wagyu beef, and Fujino spent the rest of their food in a high-end luxury suite for one night, the next day arrived in the blink of an eye.

Fujino and his team, a government official who had come to Osaka on a business trip from the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department, returned to Osaka Headquarters to escort the prisoner.

Hattori Heizo and several policemen arrived at the door of the detention cell.

"Suspect Ogura Chizo has been formally transferred to the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department."

A police officer handed Sato Miwako a document. "Please sign to confirm."

"Yes, they have accepted it."

Sato Miwako signed the document and responded with a single sentence as per procedure.

Then, another officer brought the plain-looking Ogura Chizo out of the detention cell and unlocked his handcuffs.

Sato Miwako quickly pulled out handcuffs and cuffed them to Ogura Chizo's wrists.

The handover process is now officially complete.

"Please take this guy back to the Metropolitan Police Department."

Hattori Heizo walked over, glanced at Ogura Chizo, and then looked at Fujino: "I've already heard about what happened yesterday from my son. Advisor Fujino, next time you come to Osaka, please don't forget to visit my humble abode."

"Okay, I'll definitely do it next time."

Fujino agreed, saying, "But we're on official business right now, and the suspect has been taken over. In that case, we should head out."

As he spoke, Fujino turned to leave, but then he seemed to suddenly remember something and pulled a slip of paper from his pocket, handing it to Hattori Heizo: "By the way, Hattori- sama, remember to reimburse us for last night's operation expenses. It might be a bit much, but it's for our safety."

"Sure."

Hattori Heizo took the expense report without giving it much thought.

After Fujino and his group left with the escort team.

An officer from the Ministry of Internal Affairs, dressed in a brown suit, approached Hattori Heizo: "Hattori, there is a large expense report here that requires your signature."

"A large expense report?"

Hattori Heizo paused for a moment, then asked, "Fujino and the others' expense reimbursement?"

"Yes, that's right, he reported it this morning."

The officer nodded and then explained, "The amount to be reimbursed is one million three thousand yen."

"One million three thousand four hundred yen, with both odd and even amounts..."

Hattori Heizo twitched his chin and made a teasing remark.

But he immediately realized what he meant and asked in surprise, "Wait, you said they spent a lot of money in one night?"

One million three thousand four hundred yen!

Fearing that the chief of staff hadn't heard him clearly, the police officer repeated himself loudly.

Hattori Heizo: "..."

One million, now I heard you clearly.

Hattori Heizo did not reply.

The officer continued, "The total is one hundred..."

"Stop talking, I heard you clearly."

Hattori Heizo couldn't help but ask, "What exactly were the expenses that cost over a million yen?"

"It includes many expenses."

The officer began to explain, "This includes accommodation, necessary security costs, other food expenses, fuel costs, equipment wear and tear, and various operational expenses..."

"..."

Hattori Heizo's narrowed eyes twitched slightly.

Suddenly he remembered that Fujino had said a lot earlier.

This isn't just a little bit, it's over a billion!

That's ridiculously high!

The necessary security and service costs, and even equipment wear and tear—what were you doing last night?

It cost over a million in one night.

How did you spend it?

Do people in Tokyo really spend money like this when they go out?

This is worth more than a month's salary for me!

Meanwhile, on the high-speed train back to Tokyo.

"Hiccup~"

Sato Miwako stretched and accidentally let out a soft burp.

Then, as if she had done something wrong, she covered her mouth somewhat embarrassedly.

They were afraid of being discovered.

"Officer Sato, you ate way too much this morning."

Fujino quipped, somewhat speechlessly, "Even though I don't have to spend my own money, I ate so much lobster last night, and then ate a whole bunch of sea cucumbers first thing this morning."

No wonder that fierce woman Sato Miwako, is so strong.

They ate a lot.

"Well, it's just so delicious..."

Sato Miwako suddenly blushed and coughed lightly, looking at Takagi and Ogura Chizo sitting to the side. "Besides, Takagi clearly ate quite a lot of Wagyu beef, and wasn't this all to make sure he was full so he could escort this guy!"

Ogura Chizo, sitting to the side. "..."

So you bunch of bastards came here to escort me?

Why do I get the feeling that you guys are here on vacation?

"But when it comes to having a big appetite, Fujino- kun, you're the better one..."

Sato Miwako clicked her tongue, looking at Fujino with lingering fear. "Last night, besides the few lobsters I ate, you also finished off the remaining dozen or so lobsters and five or six plates of Wagyu beef."

"Um."

Takagi nodded in agreement. "I reckon I could even challenge a competitive eater."

Ogura Chizo: "..."

How did you manage to eat more than ten lobsters?!

You bunch of bastards, corrupt cops?

I bet they'd just let me go if they paid me, right?

Ogura Chizo's expression turned strange for a moment, then he suddenly felt a glimmer of hope.

Rather than being taken to Tokyo for trial, he felt it would be much simpler to manage these people...

Then, he whispered to the group, "Gentlemen, could you please let me go? Name your price, I'm willing to pay any amount."